Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 340 – Rea*surance

Ella

We all go a little pale, I think, as we consider the possibility that Cora, too, is an accidental – or not so accidental – surrogate.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” I say suddenly, shaking my head but a little shaken – I admit – by the idea that the baby was conceived during a storm that basically forced Roger and Cora off the road and into an empty room with not much in it besides a bed. It seems…a little too convenient to be chance, didn’t it?

“This is your baby, Cora,” I say with a*surance, knowing it to be true.

“She’s right,” Roger says, nodding at Cora without doubt in his eyes. “You are this baby’s mother, and I’m its father, and that’s the end of the story. All right?”

Cora nods, but I can see her hesitate still.

“We’ll get answers, Cora,” Sinclair says quietly. “I agree with Ella and Roger – but if you’d like, we can consult the elders, like we did when we wanted information on how Ella was pregnant.”

“Oh,” she says, her eyebrows going up “Yes, can we do that? That would be great.”

Sinclair nods, giving her a little smile and letting her know that he’ll set it up as soon as can be arranged. I realize something and gasp with excitement, bouncing a little on the bed.

“Maybe you’re a wolf, Cora!” I say, “like me! Maybe you just didn’t realize it! Maybe the same thing happened!”

“No, Ella,” Cora says, laughing at my excitement a little. “Our mother made it very clear to me on the temple steps that day – two daughters, one wolf, one human. I’m the human.”

“Oh,” I say, suddenly disappointed. But I take a deep breath and dismiss the thought, wrapping my arms around my sister’s shoulders and pressing my cheek to hers. “Well, whatever!” I say, cheerful. “Whatever this baby’s genetic makeup is, I’m excited. And we’ll love little ‘it‘ so much.”

down on the bed and putting his head in my lap, resting the baby on the bed next to him, letting Rafe have some tummy time.

“Why do you

eye. “If the baby were half human, it maybe makes some kind of logical sense that

side, considering. “I wouldn’t mind that,” he murmurs, and then he looks at Cora and smirks. “I have

that we don’t know the gender,” I sigh, looking over at my little boy who works to hold his head

happy enough to know Rafe’s,” Sinclair reminds me. “I seem to remember

there’s something good about the mystery too. The

my attention back to her and I see her looking at Roger, grinning at the clear disappointment on his face. “You wish you knew,” she guesses

usual for wolves to wait to

telling you that it’s Christmas but then

laughs again and reaches forward to give him

deepening. “You won’t be

smirks at Cora, rueful, but

my hands flying to my heart. “A lovely

boy,” Sinclair reminds me, laughing

a very tiny glare before turning back to Roger.

girl.”

can you want both?” he asks,

Everyone is laughing

elbow. “Back me

boy I’m handing it immediately off to Roger,” she declares, though we all know she doesn’t mean it

hands off and

a girl,” Sinclair asks,

and imagination and mermaids,” she shrugs. “Boys just get football. And turtles.” She sticks out her tongue to let them know what she